Curse of the ShootUp meet up is broken

Tim and I live several hundred miles apart, so we only get to see each other a couple of times a year at most. Whenever Geoff and I meet Tim and the lovely Katie we have a great time. But we have to limit these occasions because they are dangerous to our health. History has proven that if you stick two co-writers in the same city for a while, one of them will always go hypo while the other will end up outrageously high.

Until now. Tim and Katie came down to sunny Liverpool for the latest ShootUp meet up, and even with some dreaded pasta and liberal quantities of beer, wine, and port – the now traditional drink of ShootUp – all was fine. No emergency fruit pastilles were consumed, and never once did either of us hit kidney fryingly high territory. The curse is broken, it appears we can meet without diabetes Armageddon occurring.

Aside from that revelation, it was marvellous to spend some time chatting about diabetes stuff over a drink or three. With people round the table who’d been diagnosed anywhere between 8 months and several decades it was a great mix of experiences. Inbetween the chat, we proved to be very skilled at fruit pastille construction as demonstrated above. And we were even nice to the pancreatically privileged types and let them sit with us, rather than making them stand in a corner as penance for having a working pancreas.

No one suddenly remembered that they’d locked their terrapin in the washing machine, so I’m thinking that people enjoyed it. I just hope there wasn’t a terrible spate of terrapin drownings in Liverpool on Saturday night.

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Diagnosed with Type One in 1983 at the age of four, Alison's been at this for a while now. She uses Humalog in a combined insulin pump and continuous glucose monitoring system and any blood glucose meter as long as it takes five seconds or less.

I must confess, I did dig out some new fruit pastilles for the occasion and kept them in top condition in my coat pocket so I didn’t have to subject the world to my usually mangled packs from my jeans. @Tim had beautiful fruit pastilles though, safely stored in his http://www.stripykat.com manbag.

Obviously, the curse was brought on by the proximity of previous meets to the North Pole. @alison, being unused to the greater magnetic force, will have had her control affected, and this, in its turn, will have affected @tim (its like bad moods being contagious, don’cha know…).
So the permanent cure is obvious – @alison needs to remain south of the border, and hold all meetups in the vicintiy of Liverpool or further south. Or go more regularly to the upper reaches of the Earth latitudinal system, in order to train her system to accept magnetic flux as normal.
🙂